When I eat honey

bees can remember faces


bee experts

honey nibblers

combed producers

your neighbor who puts

animals to sleep

hexagons of disturbed tunnels

trashed liquid gold

toxic candles

follow the weeds

the lavender, rosemary, coreopsis,

and Russian sage

If you’re part of the system

know just how

the little guys



(a strikeout poem/found poem based on this article)

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